She takes it like she wants it, and asks for more

You suck gently from her, drinking the hot blood of this beauty as you listen to her delightful whimpers - which are a confused mixture of pain and pleasure.

You still hunger for her, but you pull your fangs from her neck, gently, knowing that your bite has already claimed her.

She stirs to, as you lick her smooth neck clean, leaving nothing but the two distinct punctures. You withdraw from her neck, noting tears have welled up in her eyes. She carefully slips loose from you, and steadies herself, before reaching up and touching the bite on her neck. She eyes the blood on her hands curiously. "V... vampire?"

It was a question.

"Yes Natalie... your name is, Natalie, right?" You pause, awaiting a response.

"Yes." she responds, quietly.

"Would you like to be a vampire, Natalie? To become immortal? To be with whoever you want, however you want?"

Her golden-brown eyes, even more brilliant now with her tears, answers in their own way.

She slips her hands behind her, and you hear a series of barely-audible clicks. "Yes..." she responds, as Her 'Miss Claus' push-up bra suddenly loosens.

They never say no... You think to yourself.

You reach forward, pulling the white fur and red velvet bra away. Her breasts are perfection. Firm, still perky with her youth, and dotted with small brown nipples with very little areola. You lean down to taste her, and her arms cradle your head as you partake of her left nipple. Her naked skin visibly flushes with goosebumps, and she moans receptively. She gasps, as you lose yourself in the moment, again, biting into her. Your fangs slip into her breast with ease, puncturing either side of her nipple.

You wrap your arms around her again, and suckle the hot blood from her breast, letting it flow over her decadent nipple. Her whimpers quickly turn to moans, and you bite into her harder, knowing that her pain is gone. The thought and feeling of your fangs buried deep into her tit, is intimately satisfying.

You finish with her breast, and pull your fangs from her. She moans as you do, and limply falls back, allowing you to lick her breast clean just as you had her neck. You survey the bite mark you left around her nipple, and look to her left breast. She stirs, and looks down at you, slipping her hand up and caressing her unblemished breast. You long to claim it too, and do so.

She gasps as you lean in, and push your fangs into the warm plumpness of her right boob, but this time she stands firm, and under her own strength. You drink for a short while longer, getting your final fill, then release her from your bite.

She stumbles back, then looks down, delicately holding her breasts as she surveys what you've done.